I have imagined you an uncountable amount of times
Taking pieces of me and putting them in you.
Red hair. Blue eyes. Soft lips.
Like a puzzle with no outside pieces.
It's nearly impossible to get the full picture.
An unfinished masterpiece of unknown detail.
I can't fully see you.
If I could remember I would, but I was new, and our time was so short.
An uncountable amount of times I hope you have imagined me
How I have matured, and grown to be another you.
Trying to fill in the gaps of time since you last saw my fresh face.
Red hair. Blue eyes. Soft lips.
Piecing together what I'm made of
You can't fully see who I've really become.
Painting a clear picture of me is impossible.
You've never seen me.
Red hair. Blue eyes. Soft lips.
The number of times I've pictured long red hair.
Big blue eyes.
And your smile made of ever so soft lips is uncountable.